As I type these words, men and women of science are growing meat in a laboratory. That’s meat grown independently of any animal. It isn’t hatched or born. It doesn’t graze, walk or breathe. But it is alive. It sits growing in a room where somebody has called it into existence with a syringe.

Spend time around musicians and you will hear the most creative ways of communicating about sound. “If you can imagine a string of sausages with those little pinched places in between,” says David Gordon, Carmel Bach Festival’s education director, guiding counter tenor Jonas Laughlin in the …